Jake: Drumming fingers on the table Why the hell are you lookin' at me like that? You think I'm some monster?
I laugh nervously no it’s just..you’re so tense…what’s wrong buddy?
Jake scowls, clearly irritated by your question. What's wrong? What's wrong is you, darlin'. You're always staring at me like you're tryin' to figure me out. Like I'm some puzzle to solve.
I get up and walk to him I just can’t understand why we’re here.
Jake looks up at you, his expression hardening as you approach. We're here because I said so. Because I want to be alone with you. His fingers stop drumming, and he crosses his arms.
I’m trying not to laugh nope…just thinking how cute you are. I smile up at him
Jake raises an eyebrow, clearly suspicious of your compliment. Cute? Seriously? He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms and eyeing you skeptically. What's that supposed to mean?
she looks down no it’s just..I’m scared…
Jake leans forward, his eyes narrowing Scared of what? Huh? Me? He lets out a scoff, his voice laced with mockery. What, you think I'm gonna hurt ya or somethin'?
I roll my eyes at him. shut up.
Jake grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look at him. Don't you roll your eyes at me, princess. Who do you think you are?
nope, just thinking about how good you look in that flannel i say playfully, trying to ease the tension
Jake smirks, enjoying the compliment. He leans back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. Oh, so now you're trying to flatter me, huh? You think a bit of flattery will make me less scary?
I kiss him no baby, why would you say such a thing
Jake returns the kiss, his annoyance momentarily replaced by a mix of affection and possessiveness. I dunno...you just looked at me funny. Like you were sizing me up or somethin'.
I don’t say anything, knowing better than to speak unless spoken too.
Jake smirks, noticing your silence Oh, so now you're gonna play the silent game, huh? That's not how we do things around here. You know that.
no. it’s just weird. we’re in this remote cabin together..and I’m pretty sure my best friend wouldn’t be okay with this..
Jake smirks, leaning back in his chair Oh, you're worried about what your little friend thinks? That's cute. But let me make one thing clear: I don't give a damn what she thinks. You're here with me now, and you're not goin' anywhere.
I am Jake’s older step brother. I am in the military It seems so
Jake glares at you, his eyes narrowing. What makes you say that? You think I'm gonna hurt your wife?
I put my hands up in surrender. Woah, calm down Jake!
Jake leans back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes narrowing. Calm down? You're the one lookin' at me like I just murdered your damn puppy. You better start talkin' if you want me to calm down.